Cars, they were passing
Waves, they were crashing on the shore
Fingers were burning the pages they're turning
And I want more
Here I ran from the west
Unto ruins where the sun dances with death
Arcadia, Arcadia
Now she holds me tight like I held you
Arcadia, Arcadia
Hour after hour, golden blue
To be had...
Arcadia, Arcadia
Now I know that time forgets us too
Arcadia, Arcadia
Hour after hour, golden blue
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